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This Is Our World

This is our world where the savage is called civilised The well dressed man can hide his perverted nature and posh talking woman can pretend she is not a whore Wars can be started by a country or a nations greed covered up there selfishness with false pretentious of greater good The innocent are born to suffer and the wrong doers are left free Our country's fighters shot dead at the scene They didn't care that he was only eighteen The rich to suck on there own wealth to help The poor can do nothing but watch Knifing on the street, shooting and murders shake our world but do we look to see the reason? No we just turn and look away The screams of the injured are left unheard or simply ignored Children's innocence are stripped away barely before they begin to live and the old ladies next door can not believe her eyes Mothers and fathers at our fighters bedside while he fights for his life Or die's of one mans selfish greed Thousands die each day, many more follow the same way Suffering every inch before they meet sweet peace But do WE notice do WE care? A young man will die in a war, while we watch T.V Word will not even reach out ear Ignorance This Is OUR world, controlled by few who feed on greed For a young man who is fighting for his life in hospital after stepping on a bomb fighting for our country, his leg was blown off as well as his thumb and is blind in one eye.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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